Wednesday, December 28, 2011

living and crying, laughing and dying.

Remember when you were 19 years old and lying in your bed all winter, listening to your favourite bands? Christmas lights were up above and you had never dreamed of love. It was cold and when the wind hit the house, you could feel it come through the thin glass of that huge window in your room. What did it mean to live in letters and the repeating grooves of songs? Did you ever think about your time, even for a minute? Were things better then, or worse than you can even bring yourself to remember?.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

what we do is for all the beautiful faggots, and the rest of you can all eat a big bowl of wet dicks


spencer moody got really wasted and angry at a show once and told off his heterosexual/over privileged crowd.

then I saw this video and felt so sorry for him, because just watching it made me want to punch every single one of those people in the face. IMAGINE ACTUALLY SINGING TO THEM?? LOOK AT HOW THEY BOP THEIR HEADS. OH GODDDD.


Monday, November 7, 2011

Monday, October 17, 2011

drrrrrive me away







Went on some dates, learned about my alien bloodlines and got sad because Kim and Thurston are no more.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

he died because he didn't believe in the power of punk

"... and how are you going to save the world, when the world ain't ready?"







Thursday, August 18, 2011

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Monday, August 8, 2011

aside from the lip injections..

Lana del Rey is pretty wonderful:

Thursday, August 4, 2011

somewhere in the swamps of new jersey









We found this swamp right smack in the middle of industrial Jersey. It was a nice trip.

Monday, July 18, 2011

NBD



The Cat, the Pie, the party! by Jack Hudson




good party jam

Friday, July 15, 2011

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

long time no see, jellybean



Wendy Rene wishing she was that girl.




Map of New Jersey based on Bruce's lyrics by Dan Cassaro from young jerks.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

tried, tested, and true

"Dearest Aaron,

I couldn't decide what I was going to say in this letter. I've been thinking about it for a few days. At first I was going to tell you how everything was shit, how my magazine was largely ignored, how I despised everyone, how fucking broke I was. The next day I felt better and I was going to write about how inspired I was, and tell you about my plans. Today I'm in my room listening to the Dicks.

Things are changing around here. Things changed more than I could have ever imagined. And they changed at the worst possible time, when I wasn't looking. After I finished the magazine, I think I forgot what I was supposed to be doing.

I didn't walk on the railroad tracks.

I didn't drink enough coffee.

I worked. I slept. I didn't play my drumset.

I didn't write. Not even one word.

Today I feel better. A few days ago I got a tattoo.."

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Monday, May 2, 2011

ON WANTING TO HAVE THREE WALLS UP BEFORE SHE GETS HOME

"He is building a small house in the backyard for when their baby is old enough to use it as a fort or clubhouse or getaway, and he wants to have three walls up before his wife gets home. She is at her mother's house because her mother has slipped on the ice--a skating party, Christmas-themed--and needs help with preparations for her holiday party planned before the accident. It's snowing lightly and the air is cold enough to see. He is working on the house with a new drill he has bought that day. It's a portable drill and he marvels at its effeciency. He wants to prove something to his wife, because he doesn't build things like this often, and she has implied that she likes it when he does build things, and when he goes biking or plays rugby in the men's league. She was impressed when he assembled a telescope, a birthday gift, in two hours, when the manual had said it would take four. So when she's gone during this day, and the air is grey and dense and the snow falls like ash, he works quickly, trying to get the foundation done. Once he's finished with foundation, he decides that to impress her--and he wants to impress her in some way every day and wants always to want to impress her--he will need at least three walls up on the house by the time she gets home."

Sunday, May 1, 2011

My friends say stick to your guns, but instead I just got stuck



"That's nice. It's nice to have someone worry about you."

Thursday, April 28, 2011

my name is trouble



Spent a long and nice time in NY with Steph, Gav and some other friends. Did a lot of walking, saw some cool art, some bad art, Thurston Moore, ate amazing food, etc..etc.. I don't remember ever being so exhausted by the end of a trip before - but that just means it was good times, right?

Well worth it.

Monday, April 18, 2011

saturday morning

"They saw the girl before they set up camp. Mel Dorn found her. No clothes on her at all. She was wedged into some branches that stuck out over the water.

He called the others and they came to look. They talked about what to do. One of the men-my Stuart didn’t say which-said they should start back at once. The others stirred the sand with their shoes, said they didn’t feel inclined that way. They pleaded fatigue, the late hour, the fact that the girl wasn’t going anywhere."

- So Much Water So Close To Home by Raymond Carver



Gabriel Byrnes has the most haunting face in the movies. ALWAYS carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.

Friday, April 15, 2011

happy spring timez



everyone was so happy last night! Garv is the cutest drunk ever!

Monday, April 11, 2011

I love my drug buddy.

"hold on and stay. run far and fast away. sell everything you own. buy everything you see. eat all the food in the house. starve yourself. break your favorite things. don't let anyone even see or know what your favorite things are.

all of these things happen at the same time in each other.

all the polar opposites contain their foils, and it's all worthwhile.

the possibility of a choice existing is in and of itself your descision."

Saturday, April 2, 2011

last night I almost killed gj

I have been sighing and wondering a lot lately - it's nice.

Remember that time when you were like "do you want to hold hands?" and I kind of shrugged and said "should we?". I mis-spoke. What I was really trying to say was "more than I want almost anything in the world."

"someday soon the flowers are going to start to bloom, and when they do, i'll be looking for you."



I kinda feel like her hair is what mine could have been when it was really short. But, alas..

Monday, March 28, 2011

don't you call anybody else baby

Springtime. Remember the Leatherface song?

There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind
Remembers when there was a time when we danced
And we laughed spent some time drinking wine
And somewhere in there there's a little child without a thought
Without a doubt that every cloud is silver lined
He is warm and everything is new and everything is clean

And everything is free and there were still so many things to see

So many things so many things left to be very small drop in the
Middle of the big sea of high and mighty things
Your fascination for larger than life your brand new appetite
As though we'd invented it and we danced

There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind
Remembers things perhaps as they should have been
Rather than the lies rather that the cruelty
That sometimes we were guilty of as everybody knows
We were only young and really couldn't have known
We were very young and though it's nice to know there's a place to go
There's still so many things left to see

Little drop in the middle of the big sea of high and mighty things
Your fascination for larger than life your brand new appetite
And there's springtime in my mind and I'd rather be alive
As though we'd invented it and we danced

It could have been the longest time and I'll remember it
You don't know what's in store when we laugh

Just like this? YESSSSSSS JUST LIKE THAT.

When Frankie Stubbs had that solo show here years ago, I kept screaming out that he he sing this song. I think he told me to shut up and maybe just the beginning of it was played. He later came up to me afterwards and gave me a giant kiss on the cheek. Weird redemption, I suppose.

Here's to springtime. Here'ssome financial stability, super fun friend times debauchery, nice calm times with my boy in our little home and endless travel.



Wish I saw these guys on Saturday..

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

desperate youth

TV on the Radio: Staring at the SUn

Best album of 2004 and Tunde Adebimpe is amazing in 'Rachel Getting Married'.

BLOOD THIRSTY BABES







Monday, March 14, 2011

tripped out jellyfish



Maybe it'll grow on me, but right now I'm feeling pretty 'meh' about this song. The video, on the otherhand, YEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH! I cannot wait for clay facial masks and shirtless dancing in the woods this summer.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Friday, February 25, 2011

Raymond Carver

"Woke up this morning with a terrific urge to lie in bed all day and read."

Thursday, February 24, 2011

shoegaze gazing

curated by GJB

Shimmering Stars - East Van Girls

my choice:

The Cult's - Go Outside


Or you can watch the MTV for US only version, which somehow Gawker tricked into being able to play for non-Americans:

Baby Franco and Baby Julia

Monday, February 7, 2011

happy monday all



I don't know who did this, who I stole it from, or any other pertinent information.

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UPDATE: Designer Dan Gneiding asks: “Is it better to diversify your portfolio or deliver one strong consistent message? Clearly diversity breeds longevity (1975—1996 for the Ramones vs 1977—1983 for the Misfits), but who is the sounder punk investment?”

For his poster of punk band “wants,” Gneiding, a senior graphic designer at Urban Outfitters and an adjunct professor at Philadelphia University, listened to every song on every Ramones album, and then did the same for every Misfits album. “Luckily they are punk songs, so [it] only took about an hour,” he says on his Dribbble page.

The type, textures, and colors are spot-on, and the stark contrast in percentages really makes it a winner. Pie charts will always be an effective means of communicating information, especially when the information is as straightforward and menacing as a single Misfits lyric.

Check out the rest of Gneiding’s impressive porfolio: www.grayhood.com

Sunday, January 30, 2011

somewhere south of your borderline

free rides on the bus in the summertime, your hand in my hand. back and forth. south and north and everywhere. sunshine, candybars, hidden stars and all of our friends are there. free rides on the bus, another chance for us. fall asleep in my arms. dream above the car alarms, siren songs. tell me all about all of your ice-cream hearts. and you are my best friend. you are the most beautiful thing I keep inside my heart.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

anniversary week in three languages









What can I say? I have the best babe with the best mind? Yep, that's it.

Monday, January 24, 2011

abandonment issues

my top 10 for reality in Detroit and sorrounding areas:





















I know, I know. Proximity to schools, grocery stores, parks, community safety is more important than aesthetics. Did I check the pipes? Eletrical? Get a home inspector in there? Was anything other than the cool tones of the photos important? Of course not! This is the time to be young and reckless!

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Peep another 90 abandoned houses by Kevin Bauman on his site: 100 Abandoned Houses

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

I spent Summer 2010 in a drunken haze



This is Greg. The reason I'm even writing this is because I meant to write Greg. Instead I'm doing this.

One time, Greg and I went to see the Rapture. While trying to get his makeshift earplugs out (tissue paper), he got one of them lodged. He told me he was feeling dizzy because they were fucking up with the equilibrium. I'd never seen the Rapture before and didn't want to miss them. Since we were at the now defunct Kytes space at College and Bathurst, I told him to go to Toronto Western. Apparently, on his way there he found a nice convenience store guy who helped him get it out. This was early on in our friendship and I still don't know how he continued on the friendship path with me, let alone bff path. Anyway, I'm grateful he is a much better person than I.


summer time and baseball, come back pleeeease!



There were 12 tallboys or something else obscene in this thing.. I hope Steph had a good birthday.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Friday, January 7, 2011

spider bait

I got Slint's Spiderland for Xmas '93.

I listened to it for maybe a half year straight. Nothing else. Just this. 'Washer' was my favourite song, followed by 'Good Morning, Captain'. Brian McMahan basically just whispers/talks/screams his songs against the back drop of really heavy guitars and drums. Ahhhh! The whole album is amazing. Even at that age I knew this was haunting and unlike anything else I'd ever hear before.








cover art shot by Will Oldham of Palace fame.